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Jul 2016
I kept guessing the finger,
that traced along my skin.

Now it's gone, gone with the wind!
Now it's no longer here, to keep me guessing!
Come back, dear finger, I promise not to twitch!
Come home, dear finger, right where you should be!
Forgive me, was I wrong?
Forgive me, have my demons won?
Dear finger, keep tracing across my back!
Dear finger, tear away my skin, pick at my bones!

Dear
Finger
Rip
Me
To
Shreds -

DEAR FINGER! DEAR FINGER! TRACE ALONG MY SKIN!
DEAR FINGER! DEAR FINGER! MAKE ME FEEL ALIVE! ANYTHING!
any form of interaction with you is worth it.
Written by
Jay Ashford
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